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Chapter 1189 A dead dog!(1/2)

Little yellow dog?

This is a title that Huang Zhengqing has long forgotten in the years.

Even more than thirty years ago, when he was just a small official who was silently climbing up, few people would call him that.

Now, there is no one!

But this almost insulting word suddenly appeared, and it was spoken from the man.

Huang Zhengqing was a little confused for a moment.

There are complexity, depression, anger, but more, confusion.

The number one youngest in the capital back then was the real youngest of Tianzi No. 1. Not only in the business world, but also in politics, it was also invincible.

And the old monster Tang Guozhu is such an existence.

Although he has been away from China for more than 30 years, his reputation and the memories he brings to people will never be erased. Even on the day he enters the coffin, he will keep his soul away and follow closely.

Huang Zhengqing knew that Tang Guozhu was back.

As an official tycoon, he still has a lot of information channels.

When Tang Huan provoked the young master and was facing a desperate situation, Huang Zhengqing knew that it was Tang Guozhu who came forward to settle it.

However, after that, Tang Guozhu did not stay in the four nine cities like the scavenger. Instead, he chose to disappear again.

But all the older generation who were paying attention to Tang Guozhu knew that Tang Guozhu was not dead and had already returned.

Huang Zhengqing is now an official tycoon standing at the top of the pyramid.

He holds great power and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great man who calls the wind and rain.

He knew that Tang Huan was a descendant of the Tang family and the son of Tang Guozhu. He still dared to target and suppress it.

What does this prove?

It proves that he didn't take Tang Guozhu to heart at all!

He is not afraid of Tang Guozhu!

At least not as scared as thirty years ago!

Yes.

He originally thought that after these thirty years, he had escaped the predicament of that year. He had made himself extremely powerful and fearless-

But.

When Tang Guozhu poked his face out of the car window and shouted "Little Yellow Dog" with great skill.

Huang Zhengqing was stunned.

He felt his heartbeat seemed to be missing.

Sweat beads oozed out from behind instantly.

Nervous, hesitant, uneasy, and even panic.

Various emotions came one after another. Huang Zhengqing didn't even want to respond to Tang Guozhu's greeting - impolite greetings.

But he couldn't escape.

Because Tang Guozhu has already gotten off the bus.

It's exactly the same as the posture it was more than thirty years ago.

He is so frivolous, arrogant, arrogant, and confident.

His body is full of enviable, jealous and jealous temperament.

He is like God's darling, even though he has been missing for more than 30 years. He is as powerful as ever, making people afraid.

Even now, Huang Zhengqing has reached the height he has always dreamed of with years of struggle.

But when facing this top playboy who once called the wind and rain in Sijiu City, Huang Zhengqing still felt strongly uneasy.

There are still fears.

"Mr. Tang, are you safe?"

Huang Zhengqing said hello with a tough bullet, and the expression on his face was well controlled. He was very cold and tough.

He waved his hand and signaled his followers to leave.

As far as you go!

It's best not to hear a word again!

What is Tang Guozhu’s role?

He would not save face for Huang Zhengqing just because he was in a high position.

If you say too much, you will inevitably say wild words, and it will inevitably lead to the loss of face of Huang Zhengqing.

Huang Zhengqing made a very wise choice.

He chose to face the strong Tang Guozhu alone.

No matter how arrogant this old monster is, he will never beat him up, right?

He dared to do this back then, but now - at least Huang Zhengqing doesn't think Tang Guozhu will be so young and energetic.

Tang Guozhu threw a cigarette into his mouth very casually and then lit it.

He took a sip.

There was a scent of a ruffian in his body.

He narrowed his deep eyes and walked to Huang Zhengqing in vain.

Then, a hand was casually placed on Huang Zhengqing's shoulder: "I'm very good. I eat and drink delicious food, and I still spend time and enjoy life every day."

"It's you." Tang Guozhu changed his tone and looked at Huang Zhengqing's old face carefully. "It's time to get a slut. He can't even look at his wrinkled face. Political struggles hurt the body."

An inexplicable speech.

Huang Zhengqing was a little confused when he heard this.

He was held by Tang Guozhu on his shoulder and wanted to resist, but he seemed to be pressed by a huge rock that could not move.

Well, it’s not surprising - Tang Guozhu was a tough man when he was young, and he was still the kind of invincible man. How could Huang Zhengqing have the capital to resist?

"Mr. Tang, are you asking me for something?" Huang Zhengqing asked with a deep heart.

This old monster has a strong aura.

The deterrence is amazing.

Even if Huang Zhengqing was just alone with him and did nothing, there would be a wave of pressure coming into his heart, making it difficult for him to control himself.

He just wants to end the conversation as soon as possible.

Then he rushed home to take a shower and go to bed, and slowly digested the psychological shadow that this conversation brought to him.

Yes.

Some psychological shadows are buried when they are young, and even if they die, they will be difficult to break free.

Tang Guozhu is such a demon, a nightmare.

"What do you think?" Tang Guozhu looked like he was asking knowingly. A look of a sinister expression appeared on his face. "Little yellow dog, are you swelling, or is my Tang Guozhu unable to lift the knife?"

"Even my son, you dare to move?"

These words seemed to have pierced into Huang Zhengqing's heart.

He instantly had a hallucination of exhaustion. He couldn't even stand steadily.

Huang Zhengqing took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his panic.

He finally held a high position for many years, and his psychological quality has long been different from what he used to be.

Even if Tang Guozhu is still a nightmare existence in his heart, he will not only beg for mercy like he did back then.

Now, he learned to bark at least twice.

"I just acted as the above." Huang Zhengqing said with a righteous look. "Mr. Tang, if you have any questions, go and ask the above."

Bang.

Tang Guozhu slapped Huang Zhengqing on the back, as if he was fighting a cow across the mountain - Huang Zhengqing felt that his heart was almost blown out. He felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he was suffocating.

"Yes." Tang Guozhu said with a smile. "Little Yellow Dog, who did you learn this official accent from?"

Faced with such a broken-up ridicule-

Huang Zhengqing endured it.

What can you do if you can't bear it?

It would be fine if he disgusted Tang Huan.

Could it be that you still want to disgust Tang Guozhu?
To be continued...
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